When Wu Kun asked Wei An to build a car, he really wanted to build a car.
After the house was tidied up, the sergeant brought in a pile of wood, and the leading sergeant put some carpentry utensils in front of Wei An, and said, "This is from the master, so that you can make the car within half a month."
Wei An didn't speak.
"What if it can't be done within half a month?" Gong Yang asked aside.
"It can't be done?" Juncao glanced at Gong Yanggui, and smiled arrogantly, "The person sent by the prime minister to negotiate has already arrived in Yangzhou. If my lord doesn't have the carriage made by the fourth son, I can't go back."
Everyone was startled when they heard this.
People from Yongdu have already arrived in Yangzhou? Surprised and delighted, I exchanged glances with A Yuan. But if it is true, Wu Kun and we are both in Yecheng, isn't this an intentional delay? My heart was pounding secretly, I don't know how far they bargained, I just wish it would be faster, otherwise when my belly gets bigger, I can't hide my pregnancy no matter what.
"There is no Shengmo." Wei An said suddenly.
Sergeant Cao looked at him: "What?"
"Shengmo, there are also square rulers and compasses." Wei An said, "There is no glue paint or gold parts."
"Why is it so troublesome to build a car?" Sergeant Cao said impatiently, "No."
"If you don't have it, then don't do it." Wei An said calmly, neither in a hurry nor annoyed, "It doesn't matter if your master can't go to Yangzhou. .
Sergeant Cao's face was half red and half white, he stared for a while, then walked away resentfully.
I have to admit that Wei An also has Wei An's way of dealing with things. It didn't take long before all the rope, ink and rules he asked for were delivered. The soldiers who moved the things also said that the glue paint is easy to dry, and the gold parts have to be made separately. send it.
Wei An didn't say anything, just took a piece of charcoal and wrote and drew on the chipped board.
I looked at the thick logs in the courtyard and felt extremely worried. Although Wei An is good at making things, he usually has servants to do the rough work at home. After all, he was still a thirteen-year-old boy, how could he build such a carriage by himself
In desperation, I had no choice but to mobilize the rest of the people to help out.
"I can help measure it and help me." A Yuan said.
Gong Yang said, "I once learned to use a saw."
"The saw works well, and it's not difficult to cut wood." Uncle Huang stroked his beard and smiled, "Do you build cars? I was in the village back then, and my neighbor was a carpenter. I even helped them repair the ox carts."
Only Wei Jiao rubbed his hands, and said, "A certain gang can help, but they have never done carpentry. If the carriage needs to be equipped with some sachets and medicinal powder, a certain gang will be very useful."
A group of people were discussing in one go, only Wei An was silent, sitting silently on the steps with his head bowed and drawing.
In the evening, the sky was getting dark, and candles were lit in the courtyard. The courtyard door opened, I thought the soldiers were bringing dinner, but it was Pei Qian who came.
There was some alcohol on his body, and under the gloomy sky and candlelight, his face was slightly dizzy.
"Drinking wine?" I asked A Yuan to bring a water bowl and handed it to him.
"Yeah." Pei Qian took the bowl, raised his head and drank it.
I looked behind him, and the guards were standing in the yard, staring at this side.
"How is it here?" Pei Qian asked me after drinking the water.
"It's okay." I smiled lightly.
Pei Qian looked at me, the light dyed his eyes deeply and uncertainly.
"How is Madam?" He turned to Wei Jiao.
Wei Jiao glanced at those who were watching, and said, "When Madam left Wancheng, her body was not healed. After two days of hard work, she was scolded by soldiers, so her liver qi was stagnant, her water was not adjusted, and she was taken off with Chibai..."
"I'll bring some medicine, and Bian Que can give me a prescription." Pei Qianqing coughed and interrupted.
Wei Jiao looked distressed, and smiled: "A certain person has inherited Bian Que's mantle, and he must use paper and ink when he comes out."
Pei Qian looked at him, then turned his head and ordered his servants to fetch paper and ink.
Wei Jiao smiled and raised his eyebrows towards Wei An who was in the corridor.
"What else do you want, but tell me." Pei Qian looked at me.
I looked at A Yuan and shook my head at Pei Qian.
Pei Qian looked at Gong Yanggui again.
"Are you going?" Gong Yang folded his arms and leaned against the pillar, "Your lord hasn't finished drinking yet?"
Pei Qian didn't answer, went up and patted him on the shoulder: "Lao Zhongping is taking care of you here."
Gong Yanggui's eyes moved, he pressed Pei Qian's hand with a smile, and nodded: "Don't worry."
Pei Qian withdrew his hand, and I saw something clutched in Gong Yanggui's hand.
"I'm going back, you rest." Pei Qian said to me.
I nodded and looked at him: "Don't be too tired."
Pei Qian looked at me deeply, and after a while, the corners of his lips curled up, as if he was responding, but also seemed to be laughing at himself.
Not long after he left, a pen and ink was sent from someone. The soldiers at the door looked through the papers one by one, checked them carefully, and then handed them over to Wei Jiao.
Wei Jiao wrote the prescription, and the soldiers read it carefully before handing it over to his followers to take away.
"Wu Kun is also worried about Ji Yuan." Gong Yanggui came out of the room, looked over there, and said softly.
I nodded slightly, and for a moment, a ball of paper was suddenly stuffed into my palm.
Turning his head, the ram looked at me with a slight smile.
With a heartbeat, I said to A Yuan: "Go back to the room." After that, I couldn't wait to enter.
The oil lamp was dimly yellow, the ball of paper was crumpled, and the handwriting was written by Pei Qian, which was as delicate and powerful as before. The words above are very short, but only a few figures. Ma Kui has arrived, Meng Jing Luoyang.
At night, A Yuan and I lay on the couch. The wooden boards are not firm, and it creaks when you turn over, and there are mosquitoes buzzing in your ears from time to time, which makes it impossible to sleep.
A Yuan and I simply started talking and chatted about today's events.
"Madam, will Mr. Ji Yuan keep you here forever?" A Yuan asked.
"He wants to listen to Wu Kun." I said, "Besides, if he doesn't stay here, where else can he go? Who am I?"
A Yuan sighed: "I used to be glad that my wife married the eldest son, but now I feel bad."
I smiled and comforted me: "If I don't marry the eldest son, how can I meet your brothers and sisters and Li in charge."
"That's what you said..." A Yuan muttered.
"He also has a last resort." After a while, I said softly.
In fact, it's not that I don't think too much about those things that I have and don't have, but when it comes to Pei Qian, I won't worry too much. All of this probably comes from my understanding of him.
Apart from my own family, I rarely know anyone, and Pei Qian is one of the few.
He was well-known when he was young, and everyone said that his behavior conformed to the norms and he could be called a gentleman. But few people know that he is a person who likes a free temper. He has ambitions, like a generation of famous ministers to brandish Fang Qiu in the court, so he studied classics, history and policy theory; he also wanted to gallop on the battlefield like a generation of famous generals, so he learned swords from a martial artist since childhood.
Poetry and chess skills, expansive and clear talks, in people's eyes, Mr. Ji Yuan is a statue of a god. So, he should do a lot. His father doesn't like him joining the army, so he should join the literature; his marriage with me is in danger to the family, so he should regret the marriage and remarry. It's the same now, the Pei family has a good relationship with the Wu family, and his parents' family is in Yangzhou, so of course he should serve under the account.
This is of course my speculation, but seeing Wu Kun's demeanor today, even a woman like me feels that this person is not good enough. He is solicitous and defensive towards Pei Qian, and Pei Qian knows the subtleties better than me... Thinking about this, I also laughed at myself. Back then I was also conceited that I knew Pei Qian well, so when I heard the news that he regretted his marriage, I refused to believe it no matter what. The friendship between us seems unbreakable, but when the wind and rain blow, it is like a flower that has been kept indoors for a long time, and its delicate stems and leaves are instantly destroyed. "Today, the military officer said that people from Yongdu have come, when will Wu Kun go to talk?" A Yuan asked.
I sighed and shook my head: "I don't know."
I miss Yongdu so much. There, even though she talks to Mrs. Guo every day, she still has to worry about Wei? 1 Hot onyx? Hot traces Fluke? Zheng? Also call? Chisel k? where? Luoyang? I suddenly thought of the person I saw when I got off the car, and my heart moved, could it be...
"It would be great if I could go back sooner..." A Yuan's voice was blurred.
I responded and slowly closed my eyes.
Putting my hands on the side of my lower abdomen, my shoulders were against A Yuan's arm. The faint body temperature made me try hard to think of the person next to me as I remember... At this moment, is he thinking of me too
No matter what Wei An does, drawing is always necessary.
Wei Jiao gave Wei An all the papers he begged for. One day passed, two days passed, Wei An kept drawing pictures, turning a blind eye to the wood in the yard. Uncle Huang couldn't bear it, and said that the logs should be sawed first, but Wei An said no.
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"What's the rush, sharpening a knife is the same as chopping firewood." Wei Jiao said slowly.
The people who came to visit us were not only Pei Qian, but also Cui Wei.
Judging from the facts, if he hadn't praised Wei An's carriage in front of Wu Kun that day, Wei An would not have been humiliated by Wu Kun with the carriage.
So when he came, A Yuan, Uncle Huang and Wei Jiao didn't look good on him.
But Cui Yue obviously didn't care, and Wei An obviously didn't care either.
Wei An put a bunch of his own pictures in front of Cui Yue, and the two of them exchanged glances and discussed with each other.
"The second son is really." A Yuan said dissatisfiedly, "What can I say to that villain, but now I really seem to be wholeheartedly focused on building cars for Wu Kun."
Wei Jiao pounded the medicine with a stone pestle, and said leisurely while pounding, "Maybe, the fourth son wants the carriage to be done well, and Wu Kun will let me wait as soon as he is happy?"
These words were loud enough, but the two people seemed to turn a deaf ear to them, A Yuan and Wei Jiao looked resentful.
Seven days later, Wei An's picture was finally finished. He first gave the soldiers a few wooden boards and asked them to use them to make gold pieces according to the drawings. Then, they began to draw and measure a pair of logs in the yard. After they were settled, several people started sawing, planing, and building the car.
I had nothing to do but watch from the sidelines, guarding the water bowl and offering water to anyone who was thirsty.
And Wei An's design also had a miraculous effect. After three days, the wooden wedges were put together, and a rough shelf could already be seen.
The pleasure of labor is sometimes not in the result. When the sun was setting to the west, everyone was wiping their sweat, and everyone had a somewhat smug look on their faces. It was cool in the evening, and the few of us didn't pay too much attention, so we sat on the wood in the yard to eat. After eating, a soldier came to collect the bowls and chopsticks. A Yuan was about to hand over the tableware when he raised his head when he suddenly let out a low exclamation.
"Hush!" The man hurriedly motioned for silence, and after a moment, he smiled at Gong Yang, "Brother Gong Yang."